The whole place was in an uproar. Looking at the guy who suddenly fell to the ground, everyone was so surprised that they were speechless.
"Could it be a way to confuse the other party?"
Some people speculated, but they had no clue.
It was boring at this time, and all three pairs of eyes were fixed on Liu Nianqiu.
"Nianqiu, you must know the reason, right?"
"What method did that kid use just now? Is it his real ability, or did he use some treasure?"
With a smile in his eyes, Liu Nianqiu shook his head: "Don't ask me, I only know that he has strength exceeding S-level. As for what abilities he has, I don't know."
"First-year students, if their strength exceeds S-level, wouldn't that be double SS?"
Liu Nianqiu still shook his head: "Maybe not to SS, but S level may be invincible!"
call!
The three members of the genius team were all silent and turned their attention to the duel stage again.
At this time, another person rushed onto the stage.
He is tall and tall, holding a steel knife.
When I went on stage, the steel knife stood on the ground, which made people feel a little pain in their ears.
"Three-year students are here, what do they want to do?"
"Looking for death, his opponent is Principal Ming's son. He bullies the younger ones. Doesn't he want to live anymore?"
"Just wait, our principal is the one who protects the weak. This wave of battle is not that simple. This is someone who wants to take the principal's position."
"If there's a fight up there, little guys like us will be in trouble."
Zhang Siyuan listened to the arguments around him, but he didn't care at all.
He only has one thought now, and that is to show all his strength.
In this kind of competition, being familiar with one's own abilities is the fastest route.
Only by fighting can you make rapid progress. As for what others think, what does it have to do with him?
"When it comes to the duel, the sword has no eyesight."
While he was speaking, the burly third-year student had already swung the steel knife in his hand towards Zhang Siyuan.
A flash of sword light flashed towards Zhang Siyuan's head.
"S-level strength, this is going to kill people!"
"Nianqiu, the principal has many enemies."
Liu Nianqiu clenched his fists and began to worry.
This was only the second time he came on stage and he was already S-level, and he immediately launched his ultimate move.
If this fight continues, who knows what will happen.
"Nianqiu, you know the principal very well. How about you call her and let her know?"
Liu Nianqiu shook his head again, reached out and touched the watch on his wrist, and then said: "No need, with the principal's ability, it is impossible for her not to know what is happening here."
"Since she doesn't show up, it means she has absolute confidence in her son."
"Just wait, as long as things get out of control, someone will come out to control it."
"Now, the situation in the school has not reached such an uncontrollable point. The principal's strength is there, and those people don't dare to move."
Liu Nianqiu's explanation made everyone shut their mouths and all looked towards the fighting platform.
By this time, the two sides were already fighting.
The third-year student holding a steel knife, every knife was a killing move, every blow was full of killing intent.
But Zhang Siyuan is not a vegetarian either.
From the beginning to the end, he was able to cope with it, and he was able to counterattack the opponent from time to time.
One moment a sharp blade appeared in his hand and he attacked the opponent, and the next moment there were several steel needles.
His changes seemed to be endless. He practiced with the opponent and became more and more proficient.
"He seems to be practicing with the opponent!"
"Remove the word "like", this Siyuan is obviously playing tricks on the other party."
"Damn it, which grandson said that, he actually said he is a waste. If he is a waste, who are we?"
"Let me tell you, the principal's son, no matter how bad he is, how bad can he be?"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, a steel rope suddenly wrapped around his opponent's steel knife.
No matter how he waved it, the steel rope just flew into the air.
Then, dragging the burly body, it began to swing in the air.
As long as the opponent doesn't let go, his body will keep flying into the air.
However, for the sake of the safety of the students, the entire battlefield was blocked from all directions.
So after rising to a certain height, it hit the shield directly.
The third-year student was thrown all over in an instant and couldn't find anything to do with the east, west, north or south.
"Is this kid stupid? Let go. No matter how strong your body is, you won't be able to withstand a fall like this."
"He is not stupid. As long as he lets go, without the sword, he will lose the fight."
"It's at this damn time. It doesn't matter whether he is defeated or not. We should save his life first."
The discussion became louder and louder, and as someone leaked the video, the matter began to ferment in Yuelong College.
Soon, tickets for the entire arena were sold at a high price.
Many people pay less than a ticket to enter the venue.
Because, it is overcrowded.
In this wave, schools are making huge profits again.
"You still won't admit defeat?"
Zhang Siyuan frowned and suddenly put away the steel rope. In an instant, thousands of swords fired, surrounding the man in a circle.
For a moment, the students surrounded in the center stood there, not daring to move.
"I... give up!"
Zhang Siyuan slowly stopped his hand, all the swords disappeared, and the whole scene calmed down.
If someone hadn't taken the photo just now, I probably wouldn't have been able to tell what just happened.
This fight was so exciting that it was a bit intolerable.
Two S-class students were fighting, and the other one was beaten to the point where he had no chance to fight back.
Is it possible that there would be such a big difference in battles between S-class battles?
"Who else?"
After Zhang Siyuan got off the stage, the third-year student became arrogant.
He just put his hands behind his back and looked at the bottom of the fighting platform.
"So handsome!"
"Handsome and rich, with a good family background. If I have a boyfriend like this, will I be able to walk away from Yuelong College in the future?"
"It's amazing, we have another famous figure here."
Everyone present, not only the boys, but also the female students, showed nymphomaniac expressions and inquired about Zhang Siyuan.
Even Ming Shu probably didn't think of this.
Sitting in the office building, turning on the virtual image and watching the live broadcast of the battle in front of him, a smile appeared on Mingshu's lazy expression.
"He has a bit of his father's spirit, which is not bad."
Having said this, she slowly stood up, stretched out, and clicked twice on the virtual button.
A voice rang in her ear.
"Master, what are your orders?"
"The plan is withdrawn. You can return to your normal life. Do not come out without my order. From now on, these matters will be left to your young master to complete."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, looked at the face that looked very similar to Zhang Shengli, and laughed.